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From the windows (from the windows) to the walls (to the walls)
characters: Sora, Crowley, Matt Murdock, Hana, Midge Maisel, and you!
location: Beacon, with a quick detour to the lake post-freeze.
date/time: January 3rd through the 10th! (And one on the 13th if I can get away with it - Sora wants to go ice skating!)
content: Sora is on his grind! Taking names! Making friends! Paying his dues! Having fun! Trying to work so hard that his existential crisis forgets he's there! (Will match tag format.)
warnings: Warning for low self-esteem and, uh, Catholicism?
[ A: A visit to a new friend. Closed to Hana Song (and maybe the other residents of the cabin?) ]
Day three of the convalescence of Hana Song. Sora's in the cabin again, walking to her door with a paper bag under his arm after giving a brief, polite, completely friendly greeting to her roommates. They're very lucky that they took her in, and even helped find them splints and bandages so her arm and leg would heal straight. (That took a lot of reapplications of the Cure spell! It's sort of strange to think it's been reduced to the same effect as super fancy band-aids and anesthetic.)
He'll knock at the door of her room in the cabin. "Hey, Hana? You awake?"
[ B: Bad Catholic checks out a creepy pagan cathedral. For Matt Murdock, but open otherwise. ]
It's Sunday, so it seems like a perfectly reasonable day to check out the little church he saw on his many, many trips to and from the boat when he first got here. Skyler never really took religion seriously, and only went to Mass when the rest of the family did for Christmas and Easter, and even then he only did it because Arielle wanted to go see the lights and hear the music with everyone, Skyler included. If there's Catholic guilt here, it's only here because Arielle managed to make Skyler feel bad for not pretending to give a fuck.
In a lot of ways, Sora has even less of an attachment to organized religion than Skyler did. After all, he was living proof that the soul did not conclusively go to a heaven or a hell. And even if his existence wasn't conclusive enough, the many times he died in all of his lives and the many ways death and the afterlife has manifested has shifted his perspective of an all powerful God who reigns over heaven by just a bit. A church shouldn't change his perspective on that.
But, again, in a lot of ways, Sora is Skyler, except honest. And if he was being honest with himself, he liked the peace and beauty of a church as much as Ari did. He was just curious to see it, is all.
He shuts the tall door behind him and looks around the atrium, lifting his lantern to see as much of the architecture as he can. No clear dedications on his way in. What a weird place.
"Is this place Anglican," he asks, half to himself and half to the darkness of the pews in front of him. His eyes are now more or less used to the constant, overpowering dark of Beacon, but he still doesn't know if anyone else is in here. No nightvision for him.
[ C: Library. Open. ]
Throughout the week during his stay at the library, Sora will slowly, inevitably, grudgingly take an interest in the books around him. He's really not big on fiction - he's not creative enough to make them interesting - but the non-fiction will capture his interest. Practical books on cooking and first aid grab him first, followed by anything else that seems like it could come in handy in the near future - morse code, music, diy and repairs. (He makes sure to put them back in the reshelving areas, not on the shelves - he's not entirely a caveman, and the Elvira person on the network told him to be careful and clean up after himself and others. Which he does!)
Where do you find him? Wandering around with a book in his hand? Reading at one of the tables? Passed out drooling on one of the tables? Were you interested in something in the fiction section, only to find his cot in the way of your books? Is he in the cot? Who knows! I don't know. It's up to you.
[ D: The Invincible, the Kitchen. For Midge Maisel, but open to anyone who can catch him arriving or leaving. ]
Hey, Midge. Remember that teen who shyly poked his head into the kitchen a few days ago and asked in a very, very slight New Jersey accent if he could use the kitchen just to make some things and leave? The kid who proceeded to come back every day, right after the end of the daily meal, to make something to eat before cleaning up (and he always cleans up - maybe not perfectly, with things in the wrong places, but there are no crumbs or stray utensils left out) and heading out again?
Yup. Same teen. He's toasting a couple of pieces of bread in butter, layering cheese and some slices of turkey he found somewhere on top. It's nothing extraordinarily fancy, and he's just going to pack it up and leave again, but this time, he's making enough for two. He also has a bowl with him, and inside... that's a fruit salad, isn't it? Slices of apple, grapefruit, orange, peach, and a few more fruits rest inside, dotted with blueberries and grapes. Who exactly is he making all of this for? Why is he making it? Why can't he just eat with everyone else??? It is a mystery.
[ E: Armory. Open. ]
On the third day of the blizzard, Sora gathers all of the clothing he can and some snowboots he nabbed from the general store and hikes the miserable 40 minute hike through driving snow to the armory. He makes sure to go there when the regular lessons with Javert aren't going on - as much as he'd love some company, he doesn't want to risk running into anyone else while he tests out his spells, especially if they make him think about who he is and why he's doing any of this. One thing at a time!
He's tacked a piece of paper to wall. On this paper is a list of every spell and ability he can reasonably test without someone else there to help him. Time to do some experimenting.
Why are you out here? What are you doing? It's so cold! There's so much snow! But if you're in the armory for some reason, you'll see a weird kid in the basement at the range, with a giant key in his hands, casting magic spells that send pinpricks of light spinning at the targets at the other end of the range. How curious are you? (And seriously, what are you doing out there right now?)
[ F: Sora has skates and will now sksksksksk across the ice. For Crowley, but open otherwise. ]
Pretty self explanatory. Granted, the skates are VERY beautiful, made of glassy crystal, with a pair of crystal hand-glove-claw things to match, but they seem to be for aesthetics only. Sora will stay near the edge of the water - he doesn't want to risk falling through for several reasons - and he skates with the comfortable motions of someone who doesn't skate professionally but can and does skate for fun.
But indeed, there he go. Sksksksksk across the ice, his lantern bumping at his hip. He could use some company. He will, in fact, wave and skate over if he sees he has an audience. You aren't getting away without a chat, pal. (Unless you're a Riku or Vanitas, in which case he will seriously consider drowning after all.)
location: Beacon, with a quick detour to the lake post-freeze.
date/time: January 3rd through the 10th! (And one on the 13th if I can get away with it - Sora wants to go ice skating!)
content: Sora is on his grind! Taking names! Making friends! Paying his dues! Having fun! Trying to work so hard that his existential crisis forgets he's there! (Will match tag format.)
warnings: Warning for low self-esteem and, uh, Catholicism?
[ A: A visit to a new friend. Closed to Hana Song (and maybe the other residents of the cabin?) ]
Day three of the convalescence of Hana Song. Sora's in the cabin again, walking to her door with a paper bag under his arm after giving a brief, polite, completely friendly greeting to her roommates. They're very lucky that they took her in, and even helped find them splints and bandages so her arm and leg would heal straight. (That took a lot of reapplications of the Cure spell! It's sort of strange to think it's been reduced to the same effect as super fancy band-aids and anesthetic.)
He'll knock at the door of her room in the cabin. "Hey, Hana? You awake?"
[ B: Bad Catholic checks out a creepy pagan cathedral. For Matt Murdock, but open otherwise. ]
It's Sunday, so it seems like a perfectly reasonable day to check out the little church he saw on his many, many trips to and from the boat when he first got here. Skyler never really took religion seriously, and only went to Mass when the rest of the family did for Christmas and Easter, and even then he only did it because Arielle wanted to go see the lights and hear the music with everyone, Skyler included. If there's Catholic guilt here, it's only here because Arielle managed to make Skyler feel bad for not pretending to give a fuck.
In a lot of ways, Sora has even less of an attachment to organized religion than Skyler did. After all, he was living proof that the soul did not conclusively go to a heaven or a hell. And even if his existence wasn't conclusive enough, the many times he died in all of his lives and the many ways death and the afterlife has manifested has shifted his perspective of an all powerful God who reigns over heaven by just a bit. A church shouldn't change his perspective on that.
But, again, in a lot of ways, Sora is Skyler, except honest. And if he was being honest with himself, he liked the peace and beauty of a church as much as Ari did. He was just curious to see it, is all.
He shuts the tall door behind him and looks around the atrium, lifting his lantern to see as much of the architecture as he can. No clear dedications on his way in. What a weird place.
"Is this place Anglican," he asks, half to himself and half to the darkness of the pews in front of him. His eyes are now more or less used to the constant, overpowering dark of Beacon, but he still doesn't know if anyone else is in here. No nightvision for him.
[ C: Library. Open. ]
Throughout the week during his stay at the library, Sora will slowly, inevitably, grudgingly take an interest in the books around him. He's really not big on fiction - he's not creative enough to make them interesting - but the non-fiction will capture his interest. Practical books on cooking and first aid grab him first, followed by anything else that seems like it could come in handy in the near future - morse code, music, diy and repairs. (He makes sure to put them back in the reshelving areas, not on the shelves - he's not entirely a caveman, and the Elvira person on the network told him to be careful and clean up after himself and others. Which he does!)
Where do you find him? Wandering around with a book in his hand? Reading at one of the tables? Passed out drooling on one of the tables? Were you interested in something in the fiction section, only to find his cot in the way of your books? Is he in the cot? Who knows! I don't know. It's up to you.
[ D: The Invincible, the Kitchen. For Midge Maisel, but open to anyone who can catch him arriving or leaving. ]
Hey, Midge. Remember that teen who shyly poked his head into the kitchen a few days ago and asked in a very, very slight New Jersey accent if he could use the kitchen just to make some things and leave? The kid who proceeded to come back every day, right after the end of the daily meal, to make something to eat before cleaning up (and he always cleans up - maybe not perfectly, with things in the wrong places, but there are no crumbs or stray utensils left out) and heading out again?
Yup. Same teen. He's toasting a couple of pieces of bread in butter, layering cheese and some slices of turkey he found somewhere on top. It's nothing extraordinarily fancy, and he's just going to pack it up and leave again, but this time, he's making enough for two. He also has a bowl with him, and inside... that's a fruit salad, isn't it? Slices of apple, grapefruit, orange, peach, and a few more fruits rest inside, dotted with blueberries and grapes. Who exactly is he making all of this for? Why is he making it? Why can't he just eat with everyone else??? It is a mystery.
[ E: Armory. Open. ]
On the third day of the blizzard, Sora gathers all of the clothing he can and some snowboots he nabbed from the general store and hikes the miserable 40 minute hike through driving snow to the armory. He makes sure to go there when the regular lessons with Javert aren't going on - as much as he'd love some company, he doesn't want to risk running into anyone else while he tests out his spells, especially if they make him think about who he is and why he's doing any of this. One thing at a time!
He's tacked a piece of paper to wall. On this paper is a list of every spell and ability he can reasonably test without someone else there to help him. Time to do some experimenting.
Why are you out here? What are you doing? It's so cold! There's so much snow! But if you're in the armory for some reason, you'll see a weird kid in the basement at the range, with a giant key in his hands, casting magic spells that send pinpricks of light spinning at the targets at the other end of the range. How curious are you? (And seriously, what are you doing out there right now?)
[ F: Sora has skates and will now sksksksksk across the ice. For Crowley, but open otherwise. ]
Pretty self explanatory. Granted, the skates are VERY beautiful, made of glassy crystal, with a pair of crystal hand-glove-claw things to match, but they seem to be for aesthetics only. Sora will stay near the edge of the water - he doesn't want to risk falling through for several reasons - and he skates with the comfortable motions of someone who doesn't skate professionally but can and does skate for fun.
But indeed, there he go. Sksksksksk across the ice, his lantern bumping at his hip. He could use some company. He will, in fact, wave and skate over if he sees he has an audience. You aren't getting away without a chat, pal. (Unless you're a Riku or Vanitas, in which case he will seriously consider drowning after all.)
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After thanking him for the orange slice, she'll happily eat it. "He is. He helped me with making sure Tokki was up and running well. He's not really a fighter, but he's always been there for me when I needed him," she said with a somewhat bittersweet smile. She hoped he was okay..., "We'd known each other for a long time, so he knows me pretty well."
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He'll give her a few more, then he'll put three stuck together slices in his mouth at the same time because he's an animal. (He has a few more oranges and other fruits in the bag, no worries.) He'll give them a chew as he listens to her story, swallowing when she's done. "He sounds like a good friend. Were you two friends before or after you joined the military?"
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Lightly chuckling at the display, she playfully rolled her eyes. "Yeah, we've known each other since we were kids. When I was approached about joining MEKA, I told Dae-hyun about it right after. He said that if I was determined to do this, than he'd back me up but joining as my mechanic."
She had gotten pretty good with building and fixing machines up by that point, but he was definitely better than she was. She'd always appreciated his help, even if she wasn't that good at showing it.
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He does fail a lot, but unlike Hana, he isn't the greatest at improving! He just sort of does the same thing over and over trying to see if something different will happen. He is no scientist, so honestly, it's just stupidity. "That's a good attitude. Guess that's why you're a pro, huh?"
"Since you were kids..." He slows down his slicing. Two childhood friends side by side, working together to save the world. For a second, he seems pretty quiet. "That sounds really cool. I mean, it must have been tough, fighting all the time to save the world, but at least you had each other's backs? It couldn't have been lonely."
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"You have to be willing to see what you did wrong to get better. I wasn't number one in Mecha Guardian V for nothing. It takes a lot of practice and desire to improve," she said with a soft smile.
"Yeah, it was sometimes but.... If it meant my gaming skills could be used to help protect innocent lives... I'm happy to do it. It wasn't just Dae-hyun with me. I have my other friends who usually fight along side me, so I've never really been alone."
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"That's really cool, especially if you were a part of a team." He looks over at her, a corner of his mouth lifted in enthusiasm. "If they were anything like you, you guys must have gotten a lot done. You should tell me about them! Who did you hang out with the most? What were they like?"
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She can say their names if he wants to know, but she does miss them all, ironically. Yuna the most. "Yuna is more protective of us and definitely the mom friend of the group. Kyung-soo can be a pain in the side sometimes, but we manage to get along at least. Jae-eun is known as Casino and he used to be a F1 racecar driver. Our youngest is Seung-hwa as Overlord. He used to play with us too."
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Yuna, Kyung-soo, Jae-eun, Seunghwa. He mouths those names silently as he slices the apple, handing them off to both her and sticking pieces into his own mouth. This one's almost done. "You guys must have been really good if you ended up getting chosen to pilot a real mech. I've watched some esports back at home, but there wasn't a robot invasion or anything, so they just play to win." He grins. "Bet you guys could blow the guys on my world right out of the water. Maybe, if we can all get back, we could do, like, world versus world tournaments."
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"That wold be a lot of fun though," she would definitely be down for that.
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"I hope we could do that." Sora sombers a little bit, thoughtfully cutting up another apple. "I remember... ships. Ships that could fly between worlds. Maybe if I could find some of the stuff that they were made of, we could go and see each other after we all come back to life."
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"Really? You would?" He pauses his slicing to look at her. "I mean, it's a million to one that I'll be able to get what I'd need in the first place, they didn't exist back where I'm from, but we could.... I could definitely use your help."
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As for her question... Sora blinks, finishing up the apple in his hands. "Well, uh... It's just Earth, I guess? There wasn't much of a war going on or anything. Not like where you're from." He winces. "Okay, like, if you ignore U.S. politics, yeah, no. Nothing like Omnics running around or anything." And then he winces again. "I, uh. Like to think that things were pretty normal three years ago."
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"Politics always ruin things it seems. I'm glad that you don't have anything like that there," she paused for yet another moment, "Not all Omnics are bad. It's just... hard to not feel resentment sometimes. I don't want to take it out on the ones that just want to live with equal rights and don't mean harm."
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